Beautiful Teacher Chen

I've been at this university for over two years now, and I still don't have a girlfriend. It's not because I'm not handsome, but because girls these days are too materialistic. Anyone with a little bit of looks wants to be with a rich guy, and people from ordinary families like us are simply not even in their consideration.

Because my grades have always been good, all the teachers appreciate me, and my closest friend is my English teacher, Chen Peipei.

She's a beautiful woman, probably around 26 or 27 years old, 165cm tall, slim, with very fair skin—the kind of fair that makes you feel sorry for her. When you're close to her, you can always see the faint veins on her long neck. She has a sweet smile, and occasionally she likes to pout to show her dissatisfaction with us not paying attention in class. She has a very cheerful personality and is very popular with us boys. We can joke around and tell jokes without her getting angry.

She's close to me because my English is relatively weak compared to my other subjects, so I've put in a lot of effort in English. I often ask her for help when I don't understand something, and sometimes I even go to her office specifically to understand a phrase, and I can also enjoy her favorite coffee while I'm there.

One evening during my English class, I found a study room to read. The classroom was quite empty. As soon as I entered, I saw Peipei (that's what I called her in private) sitting alone in the corner, her head in her hands, seemingly lost in thought. I quietly approached her and patted her shoulder. She suddenly turned to me, and I noticed her face was covered in tears. I asked, "Peipei, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Is there some jerk in our school who's bullying you?" "No," she answered in a soft voice. "Then...did you have a fight with your boyfriend?" I asked cautiously. "...I don't have a boyfriend." She suddenly looked up at me, hugged me tightly, and buried her head deeply in my chest. Then she burst into loud sobs.

She never told us about her personal life, so I never knew she didn't have a boyfriend. The crying startled the others in the classroom. They glanced back, thought it was just a typical couple arguing and disturbing them, and then packed up and left. Soon, only the two of us were left in the classroom. Peipei was still crying sadly. I held her thin shoulders and could feel her slight sobs.

I squatted down next to her and brushed her long hair away from her face. "Tell me, what happened?" "God, I love you!" Peipei suddenly looked up, staring intently at me, and said each word carefully. "I'm so conflicted. From the first day I became your teacher, I fell hopelessly in love with you. Every time you came to my office, I liked to secretly watch you. When you first asked me a question, you couldn't possibly know that I was actually more nervous than you were. I endured it every day..."

My heart exploded. Yes, I loved this woman who was about five years older than me. Her sudden confession today caught me completely off guard. Her expression showed that her words came entirely from the heart. My mind went blank. As if by instinct, I cupped her face in my hands, gazing at her tearful beauty, and kissed away the tears still clinging to her face. “I love you too, Pei Pei.” “Mmm…”

She shyly buried her head in my chest again, this time closer to my neck. Her head gently rubbed against my shoulder like a kitten. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around me and sealed my lips with hers. I felt something wet and slippery enter my mouth, then swirl around my tongue. I couldn’t help but suck on her little tongue. After a while, her breath became increasingly tense. I picked her up, leaning back so I could see the face I had dreamed of. One of her legs snaked up to my waist, and my little brother had already tented himself up impatiently. I began a beautiful exploration of her little mouth, sucking, licking, blowing, curling, tasting… “Oh my god…” she said breathlessly, trying to open her mouth. “Take me to the teachers’ lounge next door, there’s no one there…” This was the sweetest request I had ever heard. How could I refuse?

I didn't put her down, but instead picked her up from behind. She naturally wrapped her legs around my waist. I quickly walked out of the classroom. If anyone had seen us then, they would have thought we were incredibly bold, daring to have an affair in the hallway.

Luckily, we made it to the break room. This was supposed to be a place for teachers to rest and grade papers during breaks, but now I was here for the first time to make love. "…There's no bed…" I said, feigning dissatisfaction. "It's okay, you're enough…" Peipei said, leading me to a table and lying down, her legs slightly parted. She smiled at me and asked, "Am I pretty?"

My mind went blank; I had no time to think. Before me was a soft, fragrant beauty. And she was my dear teacher. This was supposed to be the teachers' office, but the air was thick with temptation.

"Hehe, you… this isn't your first time, is it?" Seeing my somewhat bewildered expression, Peipei asked softly. I nodded. "It seems you're destined to be more than just my English teacher... you'll also be my sex teacher."

This was truly my first time. I wasn't too nervous, but my little brother was already incredibly aroused. I felt like an infant finding its mother, yearning for maternal symbolism. Her breasts, even through her clothes, provided immense stimulation, and our sexual battle began.

I impatiently pulled down her business attire, revealing a pair of breasts tightly encased in a bra, standing prominently before me. I sucked and bit at them, but couldn't find a way to undo the wretched bra.

Pei Pei breathed softly, enjoying it like a naughty child cuddling with its mother. She lifted my head and suddenly sealed my lips with hers, her tongue swirling and teasing inside my mouth—it was truly the smoothest, most delicious thing in the world. At the same time, she took my hand in her soft hand and guided it to the clasp behind her back. Yes, that clasp.

I was astonished to find my face so close to the goddess of my dreams. From my angle, I saw her bra had come undone, and her breasts seemed to bounce out. I pulled my right hand from hers and grasped her breast from below, while my left hand slid down her slender waist to her buttocks. Under my caresses, her breasts were squeezed into various shapes, and I could clearly feel their amazing bounce. This woman, who fulfilled every fantasy, was now in my arms. My little brother was impatiently hard. I took off my shirt and pressed her against me. My right hand no longer cared about her breasts; now, her towering peaks pressed tightly against my chest. My lower body involuntarily began to thrust. Since the table was about waist-high, although her upper body was still against me, her lower body was wrapped around my waist, creating a situation where she was sitting and I was standing. We paused to breathe, our tongues locked in a brief moment of undisturbed passion. I leaned back, taking in her alluring beauty: cascading hair draped over her chest, her breasts standing proudly erect, her arms wrapped around my neck, her body exuding a captivating fragrance. This wasn't my teacher; she was a goddess of desire.

I eagerly pulled down her pants. Her panties were white lace, thin but already soaked with her juices, revealing her slightly trembling petals. I slipped my hand inside, the touch of her petals instantly dampened by her hot, slippery fluids. She instinctively pressed down on my hand, which only pressed it against her labia. My fingertips seemed guided, throbbing against her delicate skin. Her breathing became heavy, and before I knew it, I had conquered her vulva. My hand touched something smooth and slippery. I knew she couldn't hold back any longer. I didn't want to see my beloved woman suffer, so I quickly pulled out my penis, aimed it at her clitoris, and kissed her lips. As we exchanged saliva, I thrust into her body.

The sudden stimulation jolted her nerves, her body tensing instantly. Her insides were so tight, but since I had already "sealed" her mouth, she could only make "woo...woo~~" sounds. I stirred her tongue, a sweet, smooth sensation spreading from my mouth and below. I held her slender waist, slowly withdrawing and forcefully thrusting in again. I left her mouth, allowing her to breathe freely, freeing my hands to further stimulate her breasts while whispering in her ear, "Bai Pei, is it good?" "Mmm~ good...good..." "Good what?" "It feels...so good~~" "Where does it feel good?"

Seeing my mischievousness, she simply didn't answer, twisting her waist forcefully. The sudden contraction of her vaginal walls almost made me ejaculate. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, gently sucking and biting my earlobe, feeling a tingling, so good sensation.

I couldn't care less about anything else. I gripped her waist with both hands and thrust in with all my might, each stroke reaching the very end. Her vaginal fluids increased, and with each thrust, I could hear a squelching sound.

"Ha~ Ah~ Ha..." she moaned endlessly in my ear, the most arousing sound I'd ever heard. I increased the intensity, each slap of my scrotum against her skin making a loud slapping sound. After about a few dozen more thrusts, she suddenly convulsed, biting my shoulder hard to stifle her noise, while thrusting upwards with all her might. Her vagina contracted violently, as if a tiny mouth was sucking inside. At that moment, a jolt of electricity shot through my body from my lower abdomen. I let out a low growl and ejaculated inside her.

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